She enjoyed all the attention she attracted and she felt confident in her newfound sexiness and the new life her boobs would give her. Plus, one man sat behind Connie, put her arm holder down, and grazed her breast. Every woman on the plane grew jealous of her massive lumps, and one woman snapped her father out of staring Connie down. To go along with her big breasts, she had her hair and makeup done, and she even wore a mini-skirted blouse tight enough to expose her chest and show her nipples poking through. Two weeks later, Connie boards a plane to Las Vegas, Nevada, dressed for her new stripper job. On the patient bed, Connie is put to sleep for the operation, and the surgeon starts working on her breasts. The doctor promises to give her the biggest "tatas" in all of southern California. In other words, she wants the biggest breast implants imaginable. Connie tells the surgeon that she wants "melons, gazongas, bonkers" and she doesn't want to see her own feet.
The next day, she shows up at the doctor's office, pays for the expensive surgery, and goes to his operating room. She decided to become a stripper, thinking that things will change, but she didn't have breasts as big as a typical stripper, so she opened up her laptop, searched for the closest boob job in San Diego, and found a doctor that specialized in breast implants. Connie was a young temp worker whose acting career fizzled out.
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